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sighed. She was caught somewhere between her inability to trust men and the future she ached to have, but it meant taking that first step and this was it.
MadHatter3000: We’re ok. Sorry about earlier. You spooked me. Getting that gift made me wonder what you’re expecting from this.
BookNerd: Am I hoping to get you naked at some point? Yes. ;) Otherwise? I’m not expecting anything. I’m afraid to tell you, sweetheart, I really am a geek. Books are my idea of seduction. It was my way of saying I like you. I’m looking forward to meeting you, you know. I hope you are, too.
Was she? Hands down. She hadn’t had sex with a man in well over four years, an entire year before she’d met Grayson. She’d wanted to make love to him, but hadn’t been able to because the fear had gotten to her, filling her mind with ugliness. Well, no more. She was tired of being alone. Maybe she wasn’t ready to give out her heart yet. Of that she was certain. Maybe this thing with Dave would only be a fling, but with any luck, she’d find her feet again.
Decision made, she typed in another response.
MadHatter3000: I have to be honest as well. This? Online? Is easy, b/c it’s simple. It’s a fantasy. This I can do. But in person? The thought scares the crap out of me. It’s been a while for me. I meant what I said. I’m not ready for more than this.
BookNerd: I’m not asking you for more. Though, I may ask you to take off your panties. ;) Would that be a yes, then? Are you looking forward to meeting at the auction?
That he’d repeated the question stood out to her and had her mind shifting gears. Was he afraid she wasn’t looking forward to their date? It hinted that he was nervous, too. Not for the first time since she’d start chatting with him, seeing his human side eased the worry gnawing at her stomach.
MadHatter3000: Yes. My panties are damp. I’ve been waiting for you.
Heart still firmly seated in her throat, she added another message, as an afterthought.
MadHatter3000: That’s pathetic, right?
BookNerd: If it is, I’m right there with you, baby. Getting to talk to you is the best part of my day.
Knowing that sent little butterflies dancing through her stomach. Like she was sixteen all over again, sitting in Tom Wilson’s pickup, in the dark parking lot of that deserted park.
BookNerd: Relax, okay? We’ll play it by ear. No pressure, I promise. I’m just looking forward to seeing you. I want you close enough to touch. Now ask me what I want to do to you when I see you. ;)
Maddie smiled. Now this she couldn’t resist.
MadHatter3000: Let me guess, you plan to drag me off somewhere quiet to have your way w/ me?
BookNerd: Not quite. Thought I’d start with your mouth first. Maybe work my way down your neck…
Nerves eased, she relaxed into the sofa cushions and fell easily into the usual play.
MadHatter3000: I might actually let you. ;)
BookNerd: Baby, I’m hoping you’ll let me do a whole lot more than kiss you. I want to feel you tremble in my arms when I find all those sensitive spots. I want to feel your breath on my neck when my fingers find you hot and wet…
And there it was. The single solitary statement to send her stomach right back into a riotous mass of anxious nerves. It was beyond pathetic to be twenty-eight and still acting like a virginal high school girl.
MadHatter3000: Dave?
BookNerd: Yeah?
MadHatter3000: I’m nervous.
BookNerd: Me too, baby. Me too.
Chapter Four
T he name on his screen doused his libido like a bucket of ice water. Grayson sat staring at the word. The name Maddie had called him stood out on the page, all but lit up and blinking. So, that was the name Christina had given her. He supposed she’d had to tell Maddie something, but the name taunted him with what he wanted so damn bad he could taste it: to tell her who he really was.
Damn it. He slammed the lid shut, dropped his laptop onto the couch beside him with a little more force than intended, and surged to
MadHatter3000: We’re ok. Sorry about earlier. You spooked me. Getting that gift made me wonder what you’re expecting from this.
BookNerd: Am I hoping to get you naked at some point? Yes. ;) Otherwise? I’m not expecting anything. I’m afraid to tell you, sweetheart, I really am a geek. Books are my idea of seduction. It was my way of saying I like you. I’m looking forward to meeting you, you know. I hope you are, too.
Was she? Hands down. She hadn’t had sex with a man in well over four years, an entire year before she’d met Grayson. She’d wanted to make love to him, but hadn’t been able to because the fear had gotten to her, filling her mind with ugliness. Well, no more. She was tired of being alone. Maybe she wasn’t ready to give out her heart yet. Of that she was certain. Maybe this thing with Dave would only be a fling, but with any luck, she’d find her feet again.
Decision made, she typed in another response.
MadHatter3000: I have to be honest as well. This? Online? Is easy, b/c it’s simple. It’s a fantasy. This I can do. But in person? The thought scares the crap out of me. It’s been a while for me. I meant what I said. I’m not ready for more than this.
BookNerd: I’m not asking you for more. Though, I may ask you to take off your panties. ;) Would that be a yes, then? Are you looking forward to meeting at the auction?
That he’d repeated the question stood out to her and had her mind shifting gears. Was he afraid she wasn’t looking forward to their date? It hinted that he was nervous, too. Not for the first time since she’d start chatting with him, seeing his human side eased the worry gnawing at her stomach.
MadHatter3000: Yes. My panties are damp. I’ve been waiting for you.
Heart still firmly seated in her throat, she added another message, as an afterthought.
MadHatter3000: That’s pathetic, right?
BookNerd: If it is, I’m right there with you, baby. Getting to talk to you is the best part of my day.
Knowing that sent little butterflies dancing through her stomach. Like she was sixteen all over again, sitting in Tom Wilson’s pickup, in the dark parking lot of that deserted park.
BookNerd: Relax, okay? We’ll play it by ear. No pressure, I promise. I’m just looking forward to seeing you. I want you close enough to touch. Now ask me what I want to do to you when I see you. ;)
Maddie smiled. Now this she couldn’t resist.
MadHatter3000: Let me guess, you plan to drag me off somewhere quiet to have your way w/ me?
BookNerd: Not quite. Thought I’d start with your mouth first. Maybe work my way down your neck…
Nerves eased, she relaxed into the sofa cushions and fell easily into the usual play.
MadHatter3000: I might actually let you. ;)
BookNerd: Baby, I’m hoping you’ll let me do a whole lot more than kiss you. I want to feel you tremble in my arms when I find all those sensitive spots. I want to feel your breath on my neck when my fingers find you hot and wet…
And there it was. The single solitary statement to send her stomach right back into a riotous mass of anxious nerves. It was beyond pathetic to be twenty-eight and still acting like a virginal high school girl.
MadHatter3000: Dave?
BookNerd: Yeah?
MadHatter3000: I’m nervous.
BookNerd: Me too, baby. Me too.
Chapter Four
T he name on his screen doused his libido like a bucket of ice water. Grayson sat staring at the word. The name Maddie had called him stood out on the page, all but lit up and blinking. So, that was the name Christina had given her. He supposed she’d had to tell Maddie something, but the name taunted him with what he wanted so damn bad he could taste it: to tell her who he really was.
Damn it. He slammed the lid shut, dropped his laptop onto the couch beside him with a little more force than intended, and surged to
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